Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberlessDearest, the shadows I live with are numberlessLittle white flowers will never awaken youNot where that dark coach of sorrow has taken youAngels have no thought of ever returning youWould they be angry if I thought of joining you?Gloomy Sunday...

Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it allMy heart and I have decided to end it allSoon there'll be prayers and candles are lit, I knowLet them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to goDeath is a dream, for in death I'm carresing youWith the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing youGloomy Sunday...

Dreaming- I was only dreamingI awake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, here-

Darling, I hope that my dream hasn't haunted youMy heart is telling you how much I wanted youGloomy Sunday...It's absolutely gloomy Sunday...Sunday...